me

I will be who you want me to be
I will tie my hair up neat
And I will wear white on Friday eve

I will speak when spoken to
And refrain from profanity
I will be just what you want me to be

I will not entertain nicotine stains on my fingers
And I will cut my nails
And scrub behind my ears
I know its all good for me

But when I look into the mirror
And I don’t recognize myself
Then there will be two of me staring straight
And, ironically, no me!